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funny (if not necessarily "passive-aggressive") notes from pissed-off people

The handwriting looks too similar. I believe we have a case of multiple personality disorder here folks. Like in the Allan Poe story where this one guy meets this jew he dislikes, then invites him to his winecellar with the intent of walling him in, and IT WAS ONE PERSON ALL ALONG!

I wish I took a picture of the note I left my boyfriend after I used the last roll. “Sorry babe, but it was a midnight poo and I’m too lazy to find another roll but not too lazy to write this on the empty roll. PS: GOOD MORNING!”

If you can use that narrow strip of glued-on tp left on the roll, then more power to you. It’s not even a full square. The fact that the roll appears wet on both sides does make me wonder what the toilet user did use to wipe, though.

Or close the bathroom door. I have to really make sure mine is shut, because the little boy will hit the door with a running start and headbutt it open. He hits it so hard the door slams against the wall. I often wonder if there’s anything in that little head to hurt.

Thankfully, he leaves the toilet paper alone and contents himself with merely drinking from the toilet and emptying the trash can.

Actually, my cats could care less about the paper, it’s my 21 month old who stands gleefully in a pile of TP up to her knees, as she listens to the cardboard roll sliding across the spindle as she smacks it over and over and over.
The cats are usually the ones who report her….
And for the record, the paper should come over the top.

“Guys”? It’s true, the use of “bitch” to refer to one’s antagonist isn’t out of the question even when it’s one guy communicating with another. But it still seems like a leap to assume there can’t possibly be a girl involved in the exchange. Very enlightening, my good woman! Very enlightening indeed!

(Unless, of course, you were using “guys” in the general, gender-agnostic sense, much the same way that “bitch” can be. Then — withdrawn!)

If I happen to be able to time it perfectly so that my ass is clean with the very last piece of TP then that is MY victory! I will take my spoils of my victory as the emancipation from TP roll replacement responsibilities and I’ll be damned if anyone is going to take that away from me!

I sympathize with original notewriter. It’s no big deal the first few times, but it gets annoying replacing the roll because the person who should have done it is too damn lazy and you don’t want to enable them.

I have never understood why people get their balls in a knot over this.
So long as the spare roll is left in the bathroom then what’s the beef?
The last person to wipe their ass is fine, why should they replace it, they don’t need it.

The truly PA thing to do in this situation would be for the note writer to start carrying his own personal roll of toilet paper into the bathroom each time so the other person would be forced to change the roll.

The problem is when it happens every single time.
I lived with two other girls this past year, and one always seemed to be the one to finish off the paper, and NEVER replaced it. Seriously, never. It’s remarkably unpleasant to not realize that you have nothing to wipe your ass with until you’re in the middle of a messy poo, and the extra TP isn’t really within reach.

Kate, my family like to use my bathroom often and never replace the roll. It’s no great mystery where the rolls are…They are in a container RIGHT NEXT TO THE TOILET. It doesn’t even require getting up, and they still don’t do it. So yes, it is aggravating that they have no trouble using it but replacing it is apparently just too hard.

If I were the one who had to keep changing out the empties, I’d be really tempted to make Mexican for my roommate and then move all the toilet paper to a closet outside the bathroom after finishing off the one roll left.

Sometimes to get even, I just replace the spindle after taking off the cardboard roll, then they have to replace it, nothing worse than having your drawers by your ankles and not having “single square” (Seinfeld ref)

I kind of think that I was the original note-writer, but I can’t remember for sure. Can someone tell me where this picture was taken? I’m 99% sure that I would be self-righteous enough to write on the roll, and I almost always have a pen. This is probably the appropriate forum to apologize for my passive aggression…nahh, not feeling it.

For all those who have commented about “What have these note-writers used to wipe their asses with?” my suggestion is this: TP.

The bathroom may be set up like mine: with a basket in front of the toilet that houses a couple bath towels and a bunch of TP rolls. Or, there may be additional TP rolls in a cupboard adjacent to the toilet. In either case, my guess is, the first note-writer took offense to the fact that no one replaced the roll, took out a new roll and purposely left it on the adjacent counter so that the offending TP roll non-replacer would be shamed into doing the conscientious thing.

It’s a total waste of time if you ask me … try living with kids. They never replace the TP roll.

Way to go, Amy! If the original note was mine (see above), I think there’s a window sill just out of the frame with more rolls sitting on it. You can even see the end of a spare roll hanging down from the sill at the top left. I have SOME consideration, unlike the roll-finishing offender.

My ex would leave me stranded without TP. I begged, pleaded, asked, ordered, nagged. Nothing helped. Finally, I started taking the TP out of the bathroom and just taking it in with me when I needed to go.

Being stranded twice was all he needed to learn to get a frickin’ clue.